Tuesday, August 30, 2011

I have to admit to chuckling when I saw weekly challenge #37 by Canadian Diva who named the challenge as a suggestion while having no knowledge of grits. This California girl swore she would never acquire a taste for them having tried them in her home state, her in between state, and the state of her heart. I frequently would shake my head and say, "how can you eat that stuff?????!!!!"

Little did I know I would meet, fall in love with, and marry a true Southern mountain man who continued to offer grits with the hope I would change my mind. It wasn't until a meal during the search process for my current cure at St. Mary Magdalene Episcopal Church that I was converted.

Thanks to a delightful recipe prepared by Celia Wallace I tasted heaven in a bite of her Pimento Cheese Grits using grits from Falls Mills.

They grind their grits the old fashioned way and provide a wonderful tour to the sound of the falls.

So I have indeed been converted and a sack of these delightful grits will always be in my freezer. I have to admit, the idea of a grid will have to grow on me just like grits did. I struggled with feeling trapped in a box even with curving grids.

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My formal education is in child development and divinity. I spent many years working with special needs children and their families, ministering with families and youth in church settings, hospice chaplaincy, and as a parish priest. I have a passion for lifelong learning and exploring the intersection of faith and art. My vision is to serve in a local community where I may build and enhance connections and share in the continuity of timeless traditions in everyday life.